This Story.
Unfolds.
By Itself.
Story
mystical
The Next Sip
The Next Sip.
Not separate from All That Is.
Undivided Expression
Undivided Expression.
Sense Of Doership
Who does.
The Sense Of Doership?
Nowhere
A doer.
Is nowhere to be found.
Not in the farthest reaches of This Universe.
Not on This Earth.
Not in This Body.
Everythin’s OK
Everythin’s OK.
Everything is The Divine Expression.
Nothing is wrong.
Nothing is out of place.
You are beautiful.
You are beautiful.
You are beautiful.
As you are.
In This Moment.
As you are.
The Divine Expression.
Whirling Vortexes
Whirling Vortexes.
Of Divine Energy.
Each and every Atom.
–
Who created.
The Next Thought?
This….Is….It
There is nowhere else to get to.
Because.
THIS….IS….IT!
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The Everyday Simplicity.
And Infinite Complexity.
Of This Moment.
–
The Moon.
Reflected.
In a Bucket of Water.
Drugs
This is All That Is.
This is singing Mantras in a Holy Cave.
This is doing Drugs in a Dark Alleyway.
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There is no separate doer.
Not anywhere.
Ice
The Dragon.
And the Lizard.
Were continuously arguing.
Who was better.
Who was stronger.
Who was cleverer.
Not realising.
They were both.
Ice.
WHO GROWS THE GRASS? 